Today was a little adventurous for me.
A new family arrived so we got to watch them meet their little girl for the first time. That was so amazing to see.
Then they brought Zoe out to us. I was holding her for only a few minuets and then one of the nannies came and took her. I tried to communicate why but all she kept saying was, "hospital.". I would say my heart completely sank. I tried not to just to conclusions to fast because I had no information. I quickly went and found our guide, Job to get him to translate why. He came and told me, "they are taking her to get x-ray of her abdomen." Once again hold back tears because we still don't know anything. So I asked Job if I could go with her to the hospital. The nanny quickly said," no room." and went on. I guess Job could see the look of fear or sadness on my face so he quickly ran over and talked with them. Happily he came back and I will go instead of the nanny.
I would probably say I am not a huge adventurous person, so this a bit out of my comfort zone. I got into a taxi with four people that did not speak English. There was the taxi driver, an older boy in the front and then two nannies, me and three babies in the back. It was extremely hot and tight. BUT I had my baby in my arms so it was worth it.
I had no idea how long I was going to be gone from the group nor did I know how far away was the hospital. So I did all I knew what to do, I prayed. I prayed for healing for Zoe and safe travels for us both.
At the hospital they did an ultra sound of her belly. Still I did not know why.
It all happened rather quickly and once we returned back at the transition I asked Job if we could find out what that was all about. The doctor was not in but the nurse was. She looked in Zoe's charts and it said, doctor suspects a mass on her abdomen. Then she said doctor will talk to us on Monday. I swallowed and said ok. I think a few tears fell but then I held back. I tried not to make everything bigger in my thoughts but at the same time my heart was aching. In America the word mass is a very very bad thing, but here in ethiopia it may have just been the only word hey knew to use to translate the doctors words.
It was then time for lunch, so all the nannies took the babies back and we were headed out for lunch. Lunch was great it was a pizza place and there was a coffee house next door. The coffee was great!!
We headed back to the transition home, I was ready to hold Zoe again. The babies were all asleep so this time we waited patently. As the babies woke up the nannies brought them out. Zoe was all smiles as she came out.
She is an extremely happy baby. The day before I had noticed this noise that she would make and I even said to Brian that it sounds like she is trying to poop. Then this afternoon she was making the same noise. It was like a grunt. Then it hit me, I wonder when the she had a poop diaper. Maybe this was the abdomen mass? So went and found her nanny. Of course I couldn't get my question answered so I went to find Job. I after translation he said she said that she suspects constipation too. A relief. I went and found the nurse to talk with her, she called the doctor and she to tell me not to worry she will meet with me on Monday.
Meanwhile, poor Zoe was grunting and pushing. Her little legs were straight out with her belly tight tight. The pain would come and go. She would break out it clammy sweats. All of our hearts were breaking.
It was time to go, we prayed over her and handed her back.
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